Текст книги "Don't kill"

Автор книги: Boris Gorowoi

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Maybe, the criminal tied to the fence a long rope, came down it, swung having broken the window by his foot, and then somehow cut off the piece of the rope, because one could see just a piece of it below the roof. Maybe, the hood stood on the windowsill, took the rope and cut it by something in two, leaving about four meters. The officer suggested that it was a knife.

– It would be great evidence – he thought.

Any policeman knows well that the rope isn’t used by the leading countries policemen. However, Siu wanted to be a very good policeman. For two years, he has been studying with his colleagues the current Japanese system of tying up the enemy with ropes called "Hojōjutsu", which is used as handcuffs. This cruel medieval system is used nowadays in the east as an addition to deterrents. Without wasting time, the policeman repeated the enemy’s trick. He tied at the same place the end of his indigo rope, slowly scrambled down the roof, strongly swaying, and after several attempts he flew in through the window with a crash. In a dark shabby room with dusty mats there was a pale, bearded man in the corner, he was holding a piece of long pipe in his hands. Having seen a policeman in the uniform he indistinctly pointed at the next door. Siu slipped through a dark cement corridor. The apartment door was opened. The lieutenant has been walking along dark rooms, until he heard a strange rustling. He shouted in a loud deep voice "police", having seen a spacious bathroom and a half-naked thick dark-haired middle-aged Chinese woman who unexpectedly hit Siu’s head with force with an iron mop and threw the policemen out of the bathroom.

He was laying on the parquet floor. He was coming to his senses. He saw double and triple of a woman’s silhouette with a mop which was rocking, until the lieutenant fixed it by force.

– Vangbadan! – he cried.

He twice ran round the whole dull house, it was no purpose. Several policemen cars were staying around the house and his colleagues were running to him. To be close to the dangerous criminal and not to grab him! He was shyly hiding his eyes because they were full of tears, bitterness and defeat. When the colleagues surrounded him consoling, the policemen saw that the Siu uniform was cut up into thin strips. He rushed to the nearest police car, took off his cup up jacket and saw the calligraphy. There were written hieroglyphs in Old Chinese. It was the killer’s message.

*

The next report the audience was waiting for with undisguised interest. It was seen by the filling of the hall and the audience’s enlivening and content hands rubbing. The article entitled "New immortology issues" was introduced by the famous nice old man, Mr. Vand. His performances were given not only supply of the widest erudition, but also sparkling kindly humor. He was a very bright personality who managed to combine extremely ill-assorted research. The audience was also impressed by the courage of thought. An amazing scientist, who had not only ever missed the articles on this topic, but also attentively followed the related branches which could be linked to the topic of the longevity. He could suddenly arrive to some out-of-the-way for a seminar on some topic in the Ecuadorian Andes, discussing hoarse, putting on and taking off his jacket, nervously trifling with braces and suddenly disappear in Shaolin mountains, where so far they have been making potion Lingzhi.

*

Of course, Mari thought, that an unpleasant old man could eclipse others speakers. She stared attentively at crimson Thomas with sparkling eyes and she calmed down. His laboratory was also producing a good bomb, anyway the audience hardly scatter to other halls.

At the same time, she was tracking attentively the movement of the odd neighbor from the sixteenth row. Firstly, there was a red-haired hag next to him, secondly, she was showing attention to him, maybe false ones, and thirdly, she looked scared. It’s a rare talent to stare at people without being noticed.

One uses a special technique. If you are in motion, you are walking purposely without seeing anyone, or even specially look the other way. But in fact, you are secretly looking around. If you are in the company at the table, it is used a refined way of the intrigue technology. You're briskly talking, without paying attention to the neighbor, and in a hundredth part of a second, when you blink, you evaluate the partner with cold look. In addition, she had a special mysterious talent, she was proud of. At school, when her classmates reached the age of teenagers, when her father was temporarily absent, she accidentally read at home his strange photocopy classified information, entitled "Instructions. Comprehension of speech by lips. Remote speech interception. Using the binoculars, cameras at a big distance from the speaker". She read these instructions all at once or even swallowed it. And a year later, she began lipreading. When she went to the United States and actively was studying the language, she not only lost that secret weapon, but she managed to develop that especial kind of observation and a strange character of speech comprehension.

Mari was tracking as that secretary was pushing big white pills into his mouth and how the color of his face changed from the pale wax-white to the brown-bronze. And how a red-haired bitch was fixing her eyes at all listeners, looking round the dark hall.

*

When Mr. Vand mentioned some of the latest issues relating to the recent newfangled discoveries, leading to a potential increase of life duration, suddenly Leon Kass, the head of the committee on bioethics, started loudly.

– If you, dear ladies and gentlemen, are able to achieve a sharp increase of life duration, it will be a catastrophe, which can be compared with the second World War, racial genocide or the nuclear war. There will be broken the most important human right for life, there will be an advantage of one person over another one. It is obvious, that some group, called "immortal", is quickly appearing, it usurps the power, and there will be the club of immortals , which will be closed for the ordinary person. It will be not only a great injustice, leading to wars and demographic shocks. People, democracy which exists on the western hemisphere may be destroyed and even may lead the west to the totalitarianism. Now, we can evaluate this new catastrophic threat, not to open the Pandora's box prematurely!

For a moment, Kass’ shrill voice put many scientists out of countenance. But this is human’s nature. Homo sapiens curiosity has always prevailed over the arguments of the reason and his inner moral code. The human history can be likened to a child, to find out something, he should break an expensive toy. This radiant Mahat, a bad teenager, inclined and able to destroy blooming civilizations without remorse, organize concentration camps to kill half of population or to drop a nuclear bomb on a city.

*

The conversation turned into a long sluggish squabble.

Mari was boring a little bit. A red-haired hag continued something slandering and was shaking her head. It was interesting. Mari sat comfortably, half-turned, partly lowered her eyelids and prepared for the distant conversation.

– Don’t you understand?

– Stop becoming hysterical!

– They have just been here, turned many drawers upside down and Zik caught them.

Hat rolled questioningly.

– Well, and what about the suitcase? Did you check it? Du bist verflucht…

– A dolt! – Mari shuddered, having heard the girl’s clear Russian word without any accent.

– Oh, it’s interesting! – she thought.

At that moment, Mari was distracted because that meeting turned into a stage of shouts. A huge cantor, as she immediately called him, filled the auditorium with thunderous rolls:

– Apologists of the neo-Darwinism, dear transhumanists, unfortunately, you see your complicated research only through narrow lens. In 1968, when I served as a sergeant, I happened to be at the Pentagon. Suddenly sirens started howling and twenty minutes later the United States hardly disappeared from the face of the earth. Fortunately, it turned out that it was the false alarm. Another new danger for a mankind could be worse than the nuclear war. The origin of several small groups of the immortals is inevitably, like private clubs, one will win after several fierce battles. And, probably, this group will become a living picture of the eternal evil of the whole mankind. One can paraphrase the parable of Babylon: if an ordinary human life never gives opportunity to finish the Tower of Babel, so there is one famous and the most effective way created by the nature for bearers of evil to equalize everybody. Moreover, even your applied practice of life duration increasing, which seems to you quite harmless or even pretentious, sooner or later it can malfunction up to the degeneracy of some families. Ladies and gentlemen, study the history, back to the primeval nature!

*

The cantor seemed to touch upon the most concealed fundamental strings of this community. They started a big noise. Mari cheered up frankly. With a professional lecturer experience of many years she examined the auditorium. Some were roaring with laughter, others couldn’t understand what the question was, and others were quite dissatisfied.

However, she noticed gloomy intense faces of a strange couple. Both men accidentally were sitting next to her.

*

Chance governs this material world. That’s why a man is living in the clouds, crying bitterly, and smashing his hopes to smithereens. Early in the morning you were enjoying on the throne with your special accent and suddenly a terrible simoom started late in the evening and you can’t meet a person you love. This clownery continues, time passes, forms start deadening, and it’s painfully for you to keep the form not to turn into a sad fool mime, especially if you have a secret mission.

*

– They've already passed by. But they were stopped.

– Who!

– A regular Highway Patrol.

– Scheisse, call!

Mari saw the hag’s face contorted with fierce and desperate dumbness of the strange rolling hat. Something has happened there. All her six senses sharpened. For several minutes, she has been nervously pressing a button of her cell phone, then she threw it hopelessly on the neighboring chair, having approached the hat.

– They were arrested!

The couple became fussy walking up and she couldn’t fix completely the last deutsche phrase:

– Verpiss dich!

*

Finally, it was time for Thomas’s report. He had some primal features and there were German seizures of ancient civilizations in his walk and the amplitude of his short sportive movements of his strong energetic hands weren’t appropriate to the daily practice of scientist experiments. He looked the big audience over, wiped the glasses of his horn-rimmed spectacles and began his speech. After standard dull passages with pink glasses called a scientific childhood and adolescence, he passed to business.

The use of noble gases in different combinations after creation of the receivers of the magnetic -resonance spectroscopies in the seventies of the twentieth century wasn’t new, when in the nineties there were built industrial machines with one or two or more Tesla. For fifteen years he has been creating an effective group of researchers and learnt doing the MR-tomography of human body’s parts with different concentrations of noble gases. It was hard, but he and his team have patented several important inventions. A prospective professor was often invited to the best universities in different countries. Her blond muse was also an outstanding expert in magnetic resonance spectroscopy and deservedly carried the title of professor. Everything was going well and the audience with the great interest listened to his excellent report, where his research system of human body’s parts in vivo was called by many experts as an outstanding achievement of the beginning of the century. Thomas looked around triumphantly the auditorium. Of course, he deserved applauses. This victorious professor was wiping his horn-rimmed glasses, smiling and looking at the audience.

*

However, the scientist is able to get through any gap of self-importance and pride. Bad fever of pride, robed in the mantle of dusty scientific works and titles gave sprouts for three hundred years has. Under the cover of a secret desire to be powerful and to own empires, the science adjusted to come through unscathed in the issue of the moral imperative of the good and the evil. If in the ancient empires the fruit temptation of the scientific research were put under external and internal look of some self-restraint, so all the clothes were torn off for the last three hundred years. And if in the ancient centuries, called centuries– heroes, where the wars were the destiny of soldiers, and survival made sense, as life continuation, so last centuries led to mass murders, genocide of peoples to world wars, the Holocaust and the global confrontation. Millstones of totalitarian systems created systems of institutions for the destruction of each other by the dominoes system. And then the war became indistinguishable from the science and the science was the war continuation. Lucky scientists were burdened the fame and material prosperity. The main grant for the scientist of the twentieth century was the Nobel Prize, established by the inventor of dynamite.

*

Everything flashed through Thomas’ mind. While brief moments of glory were passing, he understood well that those seconds were the fate’s fork, and the consequences of those five minutes could be unpredictable for him and his family.

It began in February 2003. It occurred to him to try to scan the cell membranes of living cells under very high concentrations of inert gases to try to create a special microscope for cells. He worked at it irregularly, and the idea was almost hopeless. However, for a couple of years of hard work, he managed to shoot the first film about the living tissue of a thin layer with a high-resolution printing and long exposure. Firstly he noticed daily short impulsive changes in the cell membranes. These changes were seen well in the skin. It was not just the regeneration of cells but it was something else.

He asked Mari not to tell about this subject. She, with the practicism, hid this work into the far corner in a separate room, found an extra safe and was carrying the keys with herself.

After dozens of experiments, he realized that it could not be. Moreover, the experiments contradicted the common sense. It turned out that once the cells were born again, and he managed to find this elusive center of the assembly. He re-read many theories, about three hundred, including the genetic theory, a free radical theory, Kirkwood theory of aging, an interesting telomeric theory and also a fountain lunar theory and became firmly convinced of that he was close to the statement of the incredible microcosm discovery. It turned out that, for a moment, the time turned into an arbitrary derivative of that elusive center of the assembly. He called this phenomenon “daily short-term fountains of time”.

However, any good scientist is, first of all, a wise skeptic. To venture the time, global change of ideas about the microworld, there should be an appropriate punch. And he was looking among many well-known theories, the explanations to his experiments, but was no purpose.

The nature hid the secret of time so deep that its reversibility and randomness would open only in a deep sleep and during these seconds the time can turn back, and the cell can remember its future. During the year, Thomas repeated the experiments like a maniac. He looked drawn, lost weight and hardly slept. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Unexpected short-term membrane impulse suddenly could emit energy, comparable only with the energy atoms transformations. How can the membrane stay without destroying for an instant? He counted up that at the moment of short-time fountain the energy was a hundred times more powerful than the energy of the coal. In a couple years of his persistent research he managed to move on a little bit to the new membrane theory, which hasn’t been clear yet.

The experiments showed that the phenomena were several hundred times stronger than in the epithelium. After endless tests and experiments, he learned in a special way transporting a small piece of skin tissue on the internal organs, he was waiting for the fountain moments and treated body’s part was became younger. But it didn’t only fit any existing modern theories. It was a challenge to which Thomas wasn’t ready. He had by himself to refuse the time, the basis of the fundamental science and his long successful career of the scientist. It turned out that if there is the elixir of immortality, his secret would be partially hidden in the skin with the red blood cells.

*

Thomas and Mari have restricted this work as they could. Thomas understood that he came closely to some mystery limit beyond which there would be other problems, namely: ethical, moral, and probably religious. He several times started an article about the new work but each time he crumpled written papers in the heat of passion. But, once, a cold spring night two thousand five, an unknown stole from the laboratory the samples and the computer where they were doing the research. The situation was hopeless and Thomas had to partially lift the veil of his research. He told about the research to professor Stein, an influential chief of the university, and the last without questions gave the most safe laboratory on the second floor with a security twenty-four-hour. He advised that if you have something, announce it. If it’s necessary, he would support. Professor Stein, with a constant flat smile flattened, was at one who had a finger in every pie at the University. Sometimes Thomas dreamed this funny Norwegian, as if he made that theft by himself. It couldn’t be, but the quiet university life was full of various devilry.

*

Thomas deeply breathed and told the audience clearly, loudly and succinctly about new research.

– There was got a way of controlled regeneration of a living cell with the help of temporary implantation of skin tissue into the internal human tissues, including hyaline, fibrous, fusiform, with mio-filaments, Betz cells and muscle cells with drawings!

– Experimentally there was calculated positive coefficient of the internal tissues regeneration by implantation of skin tissue with mnemonic value approximately square "e".

– In theory, it is known that one not only can effectively recovering the affected organs and tissues by manipulating the thickness and size of the skinblasters surface, but repeat it at least to five times.

When Thomas worried he became crimson, his voice involuntarily raised, and his speech was very distinct, probably, pretentious. Excellent acoustics, which was created by the predecessors of the thirties of the last century, Frank Wright, Oscar Niemeyer and Le Corbusier, added it some extra moment of the grandeur.

Going to the exit, Olivia, and Mr. von Neumann, who never took off his black felt hat, stopped. The whole extension of the enclave of the representatives of the most powerful pharmaceutical companies stood up, and his class enemy, Arnold Langbo stood still with a raised hand because before he had been gesticulating furiously with Mr. Daniel O’ Day from the Roche company, discussing another disgusting attack on the doctor’s Lui Brower part. On the left side, among dark back rows, where Gerhard Brenner nodded before, he suddenly stood up straight with a clatter, trying not to miss anything and convulsively trying to take out the iPod to record this unexpected performance. Handsome Kevin Edwards sitting at the front row instinctively began watching the reaction of his nearest competitors.

When Thomas' wonderful speech was finished, there have been silence in the auditorium for a long time, and then some chaotic motions began appearing everywhere. Several people lined up in a queue to write down something after the famous luminary or to stick to him. At the same time different groups of people began discussing louder and louder the speech and as a result, the audience burst with questions.

– Do you want to say that, in some respect, you can rejuvenate a separate body organ?

– Actually, yes, just theory. Although, we have already done some experiments and the results were positive.

– Eh, it's so unexpected version. But it's necessary to check it several times but do you want to say that it can refute the Hayflick limit?

– I think that the answer is only a certain amount of experiments. Generally, we safely suppose that this method is directed at the controlled reversible Hayflick limit. Moreover, we have also certain calculations that this method gives the time of Hayflick limit management just for some available bodies.

– Incredibly, do you think that you can solve our main problem by this strange and unlikely way and reach the line of one hundred and fifty years? But it's surgical, a bit brutal, brrr. You know, your method, will be interesting not only for the ethics committee, but there will be noise and hubbub in the whole world.

*

Red as a lobster, falling into falsetto, Thomas was hardly beating off the electrified atmosphere of the room. As it happens he was saved by that it was a lunch time, otherwise, it would have been torn apart. The audience decided to change the time limit and in the afternoon give twenty minutes for a blitz conference.

He walked already famous to the sixteenth row. It was seen by the looks, and by a pleasant confusion in the hall.

When he approached his companion, he took her hand and that lovely lady instinctively made a curtsey, they heard applauses.

This happened. They should always been close to the height of fame. It was just the matter of time. They felt as if they have always waiting for some ancient drug. And that they finally got something that they couldn't find before.

*

Wearing a perfect expensive suit, he was slowly walking in circles for a spacious office of his own ancestral residence with fine views on the gulf. There were mixed four groups of blood in him. His maternal grandmother named Bella told him that her clan came from the richest Jewish clans in the Canton province. Since that, there have been left decrepit monuments with hieroglyphs of their former riches. In 1949, her family numerous property was nationalized. Family managed to escape with her three children to Hong Kong. Maya, Bella's daughter, was the average, and it was ten. Her father was a Hungarian manufacturer, named Joseph Kisfaludi. He organized the mining concessions in China, successfully got married, ideologically left his factories for deputies, specially went to Hungary and joined the army as a volunteer at the Nazis side. However, almost immediately, he was taken a prisoner by the Russians. But, he managed to escape. From 1945 to 1949 he has been successfully doing business. Feeling rolls of great respiration of the lasting Chinese revolution, he managed to bring a lot of money to Hong Kong. For a while he even was an officer in the infantry Chiang Kai-shek. Gaining different desperate thugs, often under cover of night, he was dragging of his factors assets by different ways. For three years he was able to rebuild his empire, but a little bit shabby. But in 1953, being for some time in Canton with false documents, he was traced and brutally tortured by a special department of maoists. Maya is suffered her husband’s death very painfully she suffered of nightmares of a red danger and she had emigrated to New York via Korea. She graduated from the Columbia University in Manhattan and got married. Her husband’s father was an Irishman, and his mother – a Spaniard.

His huge palace like a pyramid was hiding in a shady virgin forest on a hill not far from the Victoria Peak, from which there was a spectacular views on Hong Kong. The night was falling, the outlines of the archipelago was gradually disappearing through the haze. Southern Night swallowed human civilization with fast twilight. A big city was lit by the myriad of man-made fires, mixing with the first big stars.

Nobody knew his real name. He was a subject of different countries under different double and triple names. And his name was often Michael. In the reports of various dossiers he was often called "Maher". Since teenage times his nickname has been "Skull".

He climbed the hill by sixty steps and reigned on a huge chair, like an ancient throne. Embers of his big black eyes, in the middle of a big head, were searching for silhouettes of invisible infinities.

The residence was protected from uninvited guests schooled by trained own guard, comparable to the president protection. The greatest thirty years big preparation for the mission in the whole world was coming to an end.

As his grandfather said, according to the legend, millionaires spend money, but billionaires move the history. He guaranteed that the history would change a lot.

*

During fifteen years hundreds of his companies have been gathering the ingredient "A” from the whole world. Under specious pretexts, dozens of factories, existing in different countries, turned components "B", "C" and "D". Those ingredients were built into new and useful medicines of his powerful pharmaceutical companies. At a high price, he managed to export and import officially the microscopic element "E" through the partially corrupt customs in Arizona, as the molecular basis for many new antibiotics.

His crazy plan had been basically formed, when he was thirteen when he fought desperately with the rabble and then with the triads. When he was sixteen he was able to control a half of Harlem. When his close friend and colleague named Berik gave away the general network to the competitors, he, once and for all, was arrested. Two days later, Berik was killed during a street fight. They immediately said that it was made by his gang. Things have taken a turn for the worse. His parents were shocked. There was started a criminal case for the young man. Bale’s grandmother was rushing about the police station, a lawyer and family’s friend senator.

One can say some great words about this woman. When she was sixty, she was a very beautiful blooming woman, about whom you could always tell when a person had breeding. Driving at high speeds and changing them as expensive gloves, she always solved some incredible problems. Sometimes, she was pursued by many policemen. However, they not only often fined her but they were aware of what level of communication they face. It wasn’t her charm or beauty of the inherent dignity. This was true composure of the true world which people lost. At the end of communication, they stood at attention and followed her with long sad look inscrutable for them.

It’s no wonder, that four hours later, Bella’s grandmother, having come to the police station, got the boy out of there by the written undertaking.

*

After that, he has never let anyone into his plans. Taboo, which he has never broken since that. And nobody could see the whole picture of his great transcontinental corporation.

Maher entered his virtual office which cost four hundred and fifty million dollars. An unusual space was like a half of a beveled egg, stuffed with all kinds of electronics. His great brain almost never slept. Even when he had a rest his left cerebral hemisphere was asleep, and the right one was inventing new colorful multidimentional living worlds. And vice versa, the left cerebral hemisphere created his new future parent language.

*

The overwhelmed majority of people never looks into the future. And it’s wisely. As they say, if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. Few people are able to make plans for ten or fifteen years. Few people are able to think strategically for fifty or hundred years. Just he will control the whole world. The sore point with any of rulers is time. Moments of modern presidents are limited to 4-8 years. They have time to realize that they are just complicated toys in hands of the oligarchic elites. Ancient rulers, often hardly had time to rule in full measure. Rigorous wars and riots didn’t allow them to open their own true destination. Infrequent exceptions prove the rule.

That’s why, Maher ventured the time.

By lively ocean, incomprehensible, indifferent, cold, pulsed time winding the bunch of endless waves of invisible whirlpools, going into the abyss of the next generations and worlds. A man is born in torment and dies in torment. And he equally finds the eternal rest.

But he will be the only ruler who will enjoy his centenary governing, who will enjoy the fruit like biblical forefathers and will measure off the time by himself, turning into dust.

*

The billionaire was carrying the only thing which couldn’t be taken off under any circumstances and which he was proud of. A special unique bracelet, created in his laboratory, was designed in a way that the energy of seven supply types would be enough under any circumstances. In the building there were hidden thirty-three trillion bytes of its work. Three times he squeezed and twisted the bracelet, having taken it with his right hand’s middle finger and thumb. Firstly there appeared a bright multicolored virtual panel and then, in a huge dark hemisphere, a bright, colorful, enormous, three-dimensional six-meters globe, on a scale of one to two thousand, played at real-time.

The session of his work began, which, as a rule, has been lasting for two or three hours. Maher has never engaged anyone any payment and always did by himself. An accountant, a spy or even an amateur could calculate the picture of his operations and damage him. Many years ago, he created an original unified super instrument for payment for thousands of his companies and that the Buffett, a sage of Omaha, could envy. For Maher bookkeeping was an extremely primitive and boring work. But that day he was close to greatness. Number boxes, hung piles of spreadsheets and bank accounts were flashing along the whole space of the globe. It was twisting like crazy ball, turning inside out, tracing by multicolored arrows. He turned and turned off the bracelet with a studied movement. The Globe and the whole world immediately disappeared. Skull was pleased that he was managed to finish that work in one hour and 45 minutes. He had fifteen minutes left.